Chapter 66

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Keisha

I change my clothes. I take off my makeup. I take a shower to take my mind off things but it doesn't help.

I know I was in the wrong for the Tamera thing. I know he was purely just surprised. It doesn't help that she is titled as the prettiest girl in school.

So yeah. I was jealous I guess.

But the Tasha thing just pisses me off.

Why couldn't he just tell her to leave him alone. I thought we were over the whole thing. And I swear I'm not being petty.

I'm just saying if that was me and any other guy he'd probably beat them to a pulp.

Situations like this really make me question if we are truly better apart.

I make myself some lunch.

I get a call from an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"I hope I'm not too late. I have the perfect idea for a picture during Kahlil's grad session—"

I cut in. "Draymond that happened hours ago. And right now we aren't in the best place."

"What? I thought you got back together?"

"Yeah, but I'm starting to think we aren't a good match. Okay I'm going to explain everything to you. Then I'm going to go talk to him. Tell me if I'm being unreasonable."

***

After all of that, Draymond asked me if I think his son is worth it. If I think we work.

I didn't have an immediate answer. So he told me to think about it.

When I get to the Hayes household Robin pulls up too.

I take my helmet off. "Warning. There might be yelling and a whole lot of frustration."

"Woah, I thought you two went out for breakfast—"

"Yes, but my jealousy and Miss all the fake hair on my body is from a Polynesian super model ruined the sweet day."

Without another word I head upstairs.

Kahlil is laying in bed. Not doing anything in particular.

"Why am I always the bad guy?" he starts.

"I never said you were?"

"Well, everyone is now claiming I'm cheating on you—"

"Kahlil, I have questions for you. First I'll say. Everything with Tasha. I take blame for. I was jealous. Now. I don't care that she touched you. I am past the necklace crap. I just want to know why you couldn't just tell her you weren't single? Why do your friends stand up for our relationship more than you do?"

"It wouldn't have made a difference, Keisha."

"It makes a difference to me!" Once upon a time he wanted to scream from the rooftops that he was mine.

"I don't understand what I did. I'm sorry you felt disrespected."

"Do you think we work?" I genuinely ask him.

He groans. "Tell me you aren't trying to break up with me again!"

I shake my head. "I don't want that. I'm just asking you if right now you think we work."

"Just because we disagree doesn't mean we don't work."

"Tell me what's on your mind?"

"I think you are overreacting. I don't acknowledge Tasha because it hasn't stopped her antics in the past. When she behaves, she's a chill person. I simply don't tolerate her acting like that."

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